Life can be a drag......so get out the heels and big hair

Any idea which one I am in this photo????

Ash Wednesday or X marks the spot.

she may not be a Catholic but.................

is that a hat or her hair?

nunnies are always the first in line

can you tell they had sex last night?

they even do it to babies

she's looks happy

stylish hair that covers the spot

because.....

just because....

do i need a reason?

i definitely don't need a reason

my new future husband

my ex-future husband.........shhh, I haven't told him yet

Vera's furture husband

I was struck today, as I am every year I suppose, by the number of people about town sporting a "cross of ash" on their foreheads. Rituals, gotta love them. And those Catholics (i'm a recovering Catholic myself) just love themselves a good ritual, as well. They have it all, don't they? Colorful costumes (it's all drag), golden props, candle light, incense, and a fabulous set complete with stained-glass windows, marble statues and a pretty gold cabinet where the body and blood of Christ lives. I have to wonder how many of those who take the time to get their ashen symbols, so all who see them know what good an devote Catholics they are, live their daily lives with kindness and to all. Hmmm. Did they give the homeless man on the corner some change? Hold a door open for someone to enter a building? Let another car in their lane in front of them? Smile at an elderly person on the street? Give up their seat on the bus?

I wonder what they "gave up" for Lent? In the meantime..........I thought I should post of few pics. I know it's been weeks since I've published a thing. I hope to do better.

When straying eyes become tattle tales...

You know what really pisses me off? I'm sitting at my desk at work during my lunch or break time and doing a little blogging. From those of you that visit my site, you know I regularly post pictures of cute and often near-naked men. Well someone in my office walked by my desk and was "offended' by what the saw on my computer screen. "Grow up! Piss off! Mind your own f*@&ing business!

I'm constantly surprised that some people find nudity or near nudity offensive. They probably bathe with their eyes closed and have never been to a beach or swimming pool. Or perhaps they find their naked body so offensive they don't think any should be seen.

So here's some great photos by Kai Z Feng

My little kumquat needs some cheering up

I hope at least one of these help.

Merry Christmas

Dear Santa, I've been a very good boy this year. Please may I have any one of these. Or. Dear Santa, I've been a very bad boy this year. Please may I have any one of these.

Ding dong, Merrily on High

I have a big concert tomorrow night. I sing with The Quire which is a gay and lesbian chorus. I still think the title of this concert is a little strange since we're not singing any songs that contain that lyric. Oh well, lizbeans. Gotta love 'em. It proving to be an excellent concert. Last night's dress rehearsal went extremely well. Well, at least the singing portion. We're singing three of the big choruses from The Messiah and the organist, Miss Marlys totally rocks out on those big pipes. I even have a solo in the swing version of White Christmas. I give it my best Bing. I have such a faggy speaking voice no one ever suspects I'm a bass. How low can ya go? Well, pretty fucking low in several ways.

I joined Netflix. I get my first movies tomorrow. Whoo hoo, to that. Just a few pictures today. I thought my little friend over at Valley Dreamin' would especially enjoy the Jesse McCartney pics. The other one is especially for...............me. Sigh, cute boys.

For the teenager in you............or visa versa.

Not much time today to write anything very interesting. Where did my day go? But soon, I say, soon, a great story, I promise. In the mean time, at least I'll post a couple of pictures, a couple which are mostly for a couple of my readers in particular. Do you know who you are? While others pictures are more......universal. What does that mean?